All Chapters of Pregnant For The Billionaire.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Leonardo spun around in his wheeled chair before he settled his gaze where she laid. A smile crept to the corner of his lips as he reminisced the last night.It was magical, and maybe that was even an understatement.Isabella laid so peacefully across the bed, her head slumped into the pillow and her arms clasping the wide duvet across her slender frame. Her eyes were closed and her hair was a mess and somehow she was still so beautiful.In his hands was the ring he’d kept all this time and Leonardo questioned himself whether or not it was the right time to bring up the fact that he knew. That it was the right time to finally put the lies behind them now that they both knew they loved each other.Rarely did he ever feel this way but it was just how Isabella was.The next second, she slowly parted her eyes, raising her head from the pillow. She yawned and her eyes immediately locked into his dark ones. He let the ring fall back into his drawer, not that she hadn’t seen it before but sh

There was a rigid knock upon her door and Patricia lifted her gaze from the ice-cream she'd cravingly gorged into since morning. It took all the strength within her to pull herself up from the couch.A few weeks had passed since where we left of, meaning Patricia was already months into her pregnancy and since her stomach already began to come out, she'd spent most of her days indoors with Elena.She sauntered towards her front door, looking through her peep-hole and then her lips slowly parted. She hefted the handle and pulled the door apart to face her—"Father!" Came a surprising tone in her voice and Elena walked into the living room, abandoning her kitchen mittens to embrace her husband. With his arms around her, Gregory didn't hide the disappointment in his eyes the moment he saw his plump daughter with her hands atop her stomach."Patricia" He barely acknowledged her presence before brushing past her shoulders with his suitcase in his hands. Elena placed a kiss across his cheeks

There's a popular saying that all things happen for a reason—it could easily be the most beautiful thing to say to someone or the most outrageous, heartless and gut-wrenching words to those that grieve.Loss is inevitable, that much we know.But it doesn't soothe the wounds any better, words like that just tend to dig into it further because once it marinates, you tend to question literally everything. Because in the worst of times, what really was the reason.Elena cleared her throat with the metal cutleries in her hands and occasionally, she lifted her face to gaze into Gregory's. A smile would light up his face for a second or two before a deafening silence would ensue not long after.Her daughter's kept ringing in her ears—"My whole life, father never changed. What makes you think that he's ready to do now" Siting in that chair, Elena wore a benefit of the doubt beneath her lavish lavender evening dress. But sometimes we trust the wrong people at the his words, Gregory seemed to

Not a lot of men can give you an orgasm.But with Daniel Sanderson, it just came easy. A woman's disappointment, they say can be another's blessing. And in all the darkness and the strife, Jazzlyn had somehow managed to cling unto hers.She found Daniel—the one who was once smitten by her step-sister but also the one wrapped around in her arms that very moment. Lying in the bed with a steamy air sizzling up her nose, she exhaled because amidst every tumultuous thing that was going on, somehow he had clawed his way into her heart, somehow he was her most treasured peace. And it made Daniel question whatever he fell for in Isabella anyway and Jazzlyn, whether or not this one would last this time."That was good" Came a feeble whisper from her lips as her hands circled around the moist hair on his chest. He threw her a lingering sensual gaze from above whilst his chin rested into her lustrous hair. She held around the duvet across her chest but Jazzlyn held around Daniel tighter. "Yes

You know what’s fucking ironic—the saying that is feeling when your whole world crushes to the ground beneath your feet. Because you don’t feel anything when that happens, it’s just numbness and this sharp piecing pain that goes through your ears that for some reason can’t stop. It’s ironic, because you just stare, watch your whole world set ablaze and you’re miserable, only because you can’t do anything to stop it—you can barely even feel anything until the outer-worldly emotions suffix and everything is overwhelming them. You would then take a step back and wonder how exactly did everything get to this point.You may not be able to relate to this, hopefully you will never but in that moment, Isabella was faced the crumbles of her entire life. Because she pushed open the door and was met with her aunt lying across the ground. Without a single waiting thought, she plunged herself to her knees and held Majorie in her hands. Her eyes were closed and her body was as cold as ice with her